◎ c h a r l i e (spinnets) wrote in valesco,
@ 2013-05-25 19:58:00

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adrian mattias, andrea johnson, anton chang, charles spinnet, delilah spinnet, group, henry wadcock, howell williams, iwan quigley, magnolia mattias, marissa macfusty, oliver comstock, otto bagman, penelope fawcett, rose knightley, saoirse mullet, therese bonaccord, thomas mccormack

Hogsmeade Quidditch Weekend! Open to All!
Charlie was literally bouncing around like a school kid. How was he so keen on the ways of excited, shriek-filled Hogwarts students? Why, he was surrounded by a gaggle of them! Bouncing, the lot of them, and all donned in red and gold! It was a beautiful sight, really, and it made the slightly overcast day seem bright and sunny and warm. He wanted to hug each and every one of those kids, so he did and it was a good feeling to be recognized as some 'Gryffindor Hero!' A Gryffindor Hero! Legend, some were saying. Some teeny, tiny voice in the back of Charlie's head knew that legend, even hero was pushing it a bit far, but he would happily accept the compliments because they made him feel damn special.

He hadn't been much of a standout in school, popular enough not to lurk around the corridors without anyone noticing you were there, but he was no quidditch captain or head boy. He was just Charlie, and even if his quidditch fame and popularity had skyrocketed these past few years, he was still very much in awe of the fact that people could be impressed by him.

"All right, all right!" he laughed, prying off the clamped fingers of a young third year girl's off his arm. "I'll be back, I promise!"

There was a chorus of moans, but soon the group had spotted yet another player to lay their tremendous excitement and focus on, and Charlie was free. He bounded down the pavement, Gryffindor scarf proudly flapping in the wind behind him, and dropped down onto a wooden bench beside his very Hufflepuff-y girlfriend.

"The kids," he said, waving his hand out toward the crowd before dropping it down onto the back of the bench behind Penelope, "They dig me."

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alongday
2013-06-05 11:00 pm UTC (link)

For the first time, Therese could be honest, she was feeling very excited about being a Hogwarts student, a former one. She wore her Slytherin ribbons with pride, alongside Mackenzie and her children (when Sebastian wasn't charming their clothes into a gaudy combination of scarlet and gold!) as they moved leisurely through Hogsmeade. For her entire Hogwarts career Therese had felt like she did not belong there, but now that she was far removed from the castle, she missed the feeling of being part of the Slytherin community.

She excused herself as Sebastian attempted to wipe the green face paint off of Anthony's cheeks, making her way to Honeydukes. Maybe if she brought back some candy, she'd be able to resolve the tension; Gryffindors were suckers for candy, of course.

The bell rang and the store was, as predicted, crowded. Therese squeezed by a gaggle of customers and managed to find a relatively empty section. Relatively, because there was one bloke who had in his hand what seemed to be the last box of salt water taffy. Therese bristled; didn't he know that was exactly what she'd come in here for. Feeling bold, which may be caused by her surge of Slytherin pride, she moved past the bloke and said idly over her shoulder,

"Salt water taffy? Hm." Therese's eyes fluttered and she shrugged, eyeing the pepper imps on the adjacent shelf.

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ottothisworld
2013-06-05 11:17 pm UTC (link)

Otto had spent a great deal of time debating on whether he was going to travel to Hogsmeade, since he always got a little (okay, a lot) nostalgic about when he had been back in school. He had lost so many of his closest friends to the war, and he had become much more withdrawn since then - not in the sense that he never wanted to see anyone, because he was too much of a people person to become a complete hermit, but people didn't really see nearly as much of him as they used to. He got to see people at Quidditch events whenever he went to support Ludo, but he hadn't really had much in the way of a social life. It was becoming depressing, and the best way to ignore the fact that he was becoming the lamest 25 year old in the entire wizarding world was obviously to eat candy.

Who said chicks were the only ones who were able to ease their woes with an abundance of sweets?

It was what had made him wander over to Honeydukes, his eyes lighting up as he saw that there was one one box left of what he really wanted. He looked, with every pun intended, like a kid in a candy store as he held onto the box, about to turn and go pay for it when he heard someone speaking about the taffy. He had to assume they were talking to him, since he had gotten the last box and all (he was still so proud of himself - it was the little things in life), though when he turned and focused in on the woman who had made the comment, he felt the corners of his mouth turn upwards into an impish little smile.

"What, these old things?" He asked with a lift of one of his brows. She was pretty - very pretty, if he had to be honest.

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alongday
2013-06-05 11:43 pm UTC (link)

Therese's eyes maintained focus on the pepper imps and she waved a dismissive hand at the culprit in possession of her taffy. She would get them, and she was not above using a combination of her Slytherin, feminine, and therapist ways.

"Yes, you of course know what they say about men who eat taffy," Therese said, making sure that her tone clearly alluded to that she believed him to be quite intelligent enough to know the answer himself, for when he didn't know it, as there was no actual saying about men who ate taffy, there should be some sort of confused, maybe flustered reaction that could give her the upper hand.

She took a moment to pull her eyes off the imps and maintained a steady gaze with the man, probing just enough to notice his Hufflepuff pride. Hm, Hufflepuff; this should be far easier than she had already been anticipating it would be.

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ottothisworld
2013-06-05 11:52 pm UTC (link)

She was pretty, yes, but she clearly didn't know who he was dealing with if she thought she was going to be able to use reverse psychology on him.

"...that they must really like taffy?" He guessed with a lift of his brows and a shrug, though he didn't really think there was an actual thing that was said about men who eat taffy. He just wasn't biting at her bait, and he wanted to see if she'd try to keep casting it out, or if she was going to just realize that he wasn't as easy of a target as she might have though.

"Do they say anything about women who like to pretend there are things said about men who like taffy?" He said with a cheeky grin, now switching the box from one hand to the other.

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alongday
2013-06-09 12:56 am UTC (link)

"I am not pretending," Therese said quickly, looking and sounding quite offended. "Do they not have this saying in England?" She made sure that her French accent was in full effect, and she stared in a puzzled fashion at the man.

If she had not been so focused on stealing his candy for her darling Goldstein boys, she would have noticed earlier that he was very handsome. It was surprising that he was standing here alone, or were the candies for his out-of-sight female companion? Not the time and place for such thoughts, as she had Anthony and Elijah (an herself) to think of. She simply needed to convince him that he did not want that last box of taffy, and instead of going the easy route by explaining it was for the children, she found herself playing a mind game.

She had far too much time on her hands, these days.

"Le blaireau fou va perdre ce combat," she said muttered solemnly, announcing to anyone who spoke French in the area that 'the badger was going to lose this fight.'

"The saying, it is, 'Seuls les hommes docile manger des bonbons docile.'" Therese waited for a reaction, then let out a breath, "It means, 'Only soft men eat soft candies."

Therese grimaced, eyes darting over to the box, "The taffy, it is très soft, non?"

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ottothisworld
2013-06-10 10:41 am UTC (link)

Otto’s expression dropped a little when she quickly got on the defensive, brows lifting as he held up his hands as though proving he wasn’t armed, still clutching onto the box of taffy. “Okay, you’re not pretending.” He relented, though he definitely still had his doubts. Slytherins could be so touchy sometimes – touchy and condescending, but he liked to give people the benefit of the doubt. She was talking to him despite his yellow and black accents that proved he was a Badger, and while she was treating him like an idiot for not having heard of this supposed saying about men and taffy, she wasn’t being cruel. A little condescending, maybe, but that was to be expected from a Slytherin.

When she translated the phrase, Otto looked down to the box of taffy he had been holding onto, now holding it in both hands as he examined it.

“I never really thought of it as soft, but I guess if that’s the word you wanna use…” He looked back up at her. “I’d prefer to think of it as being sweet, and just a little difficult.” He said, that smile of his returning. He thought that was a much better way of describing himself, as well as the candy that he was holding onto so dearly.

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alongday
2013-06-11 01:25 am UTC (link)

She tried her best, really, but his last comment broke her stern demeanor and Therese cracked a smile. Maybe she was being too harsh, because really, if he could keep up with her then maybe he deserved the candy. Not that she was going to let him have it, because she was certainly going to leave the store with the box, but he deserved to at least have one ordered and shipped to his house hold.

"I may have been a little difficult myself," she said with a nod. Therese put her hand out, deciding to stop focusing on the taffy and putting her attention on the bloke that was keeping it from her. She could use other methods to get it, but she needed to drop the act, first.

"I am Therese," she said, "Congratulations on the Hufflepuff win."

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ottothisworld
2013-06-11 11:07 am UTC (link)

He decided immediately that this mystery woman was much prettier when she smiled, though when she admitted to being difficult, or more specifically the possibility that she may have been being difficult, he couldn’t help but smile back at her. “Hadn’t noticed.” When she extended her hand out to him, he once again shifted the box of taffy to free one of his own, reaching forward to give it a good shake.

“Otto.” He replied, though her congratulatory words got him smiling again, though it was more than just house pride that had him beaming. It was definitely not something he had expected, seeing how she was a Slytherin, and they usually looked down their noses at anyone who wasn’t placed in their house…especially Hufflepuffs.

“Yeah, it was a good game. People always underestimate the badgers.” Otto had this way of showing that he was proud of the team without gloating too much about it.

“I heard that the Slytherin-Gryffindor game was a close call. I didn’t get the chance to watch the whole thing, but I sat in for an hour or two before I went to go and find my brother.” He didn’t bother mention that he had been playing, since it always seemed like one of those things to tell people just because you were trying to impress them with the fact that you were related to a professional Quidditch player. To him, Ludo would always be his annoying little brother – he loved the kid, but some things would never change, no matter how big and famous he got.

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alongday
2013-06-13 11:49 pm UTC (link)

"Pah," Therese said, waving a hand, "I do not wish to speak of it." She'd worked with quidditch players for years now, but it was only until recently that she really followed and cared for the sport. Her Slytherin pride was in full force during the parts of the match she stayed in, if only to get a rise out of Sebastian, who looked ready to keel over at any minute. It did not help that her most recent ex was a dumb and rowdy Gryffindor, so Therese had been quite sour when Gryffindor came out on top.

But, back to the present, and to the task at hand. The time for games was done, and she leaned into the shelving.

"My skills manipulation seem to be a bit off today, I blame the Slytherin loss" she admitted, though defeat was still out of the question. "There's a pair of four-year-olds outside that I really would like to impress, and that taffy is my ticket to becoming the best Auntie in the whole world."

Therese smiled widely again, batting her eyes and now standing straight. "Surely there is another sweet you could be tempted with?"

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ottothisworld
2013-06-17 01:58 pm UTC (link)

Otto had to smirk at her reaction to her team's loss, imagining all the dirty looks she was probably shooting at the Gryffindors as they walked down the streets. In his experience, every house in Hogwarts had 'house pride', but Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws were better at accepting defeat than the snakes and the lions. Not to say there weren't those who got all up in arms about losing, because there were, but Otto had never let losing a game get the better of him back when he used to play for the school. He did miss it sometimes though, especially whenever he saw Ludo zooming around, the captain of a professional team.

"Happens to the best of us," he said with another smile, finding it funny that she was actually admitting to trying to manipulate him. When she mentioned the four-year-olds that were standing outside, he had to narrow his eyes suspiciously, looking out the storefront window before turning back to her.

"You know, part of me has to wonder if these kids actually exist, or if you're severely underplaying your skills of manipulation." He was only partially joking, but he was amused by the idea of her being so desperate that she was willing to tell him just about anything to get the candy he was holding.

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